View of the city
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Rizla, filter and me
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They'll give you a skunk
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Dimim Mango Kush
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(Verse I, Raphael):
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Yeah, come on
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Ah, come on wrap
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Come on wrap up the new one I still have a voice
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I keep sending the flute only if it's a double dog
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Like they heard about us, but they know one thing
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No problem, a couple of days and he'll know every beat
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My bitch love… Pop Smoke
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He only calls when it's very late
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When it's loud, why?
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Because I have been living as if there is no route for a long time
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I lost the feeling now the grayness of a friend
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More like I haven't been around for a long time
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Some are in the game, some have been in the pen for a long time.
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I roll it easy, but I roll it like a jerk
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My nigga I bang out, this city is Zenga
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No good people I haven't been safe for a long time yeah
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I haven't been safe for a long time yeah, I don't even have bed nah
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We've been through enough now that we smoke without menka
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(Hook, Rafael, Olfo):
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Give me a new look at the city
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Chillamo on the roof of the grater, filter and me
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He doesn't fuck for money, but he'll give you a skunk
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You crumble on the table, and you lose air in the smoke
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Give me a new look at the city
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Chillamo on the roof of the grater, filter and me
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He doesn't fuck for money, but he'll give you a skunk
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Wake up waiting for dawn, and I smoke Mango Kush
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(Verse II, Olfo):
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Remain a strong fighter, at least every step
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You have to pay dearly, now I have to come back
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You go skunk wrap, there's Raf right next door
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Come and see us…
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To a better world and better sound
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Don't call me, I'm not here
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And it really hurts me because I’m already crazy
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And this year we are going for everything, you don't believe who came again
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As long as I smoke more dicks and play poker
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And he laughs like a joker, and yet I remember
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The old man told me when I was little
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Be a good man and don't be silly
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(Hook, Rafael, Olfo):
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Give me a new look at the city
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Chillamo on the roof of the grater, filter and me
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He doesn't fuck for money, but he'll give you a skunk
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You crumble on the table, and you lose air in the smoke
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Give me a new look at the city
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Chillamo on the roof of the grater, filter and me
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He doesn't fuck for money, but he'll give you a skunk
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Wake up waiting for dawn, and I smoke Mango Kush
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(Other, Rafael, Olfo):
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Give me a new look at the city
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We chill on the roof and I smoke Mango Kush
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Give me a new look at the city
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Chillamo on the roof, and in the smoke you lose air (x2) |